My Evening Routine: Like Father, Like Son

mark fp_250pxWe all have our routines when we come home after a long day at the office. Things that make us relax. Things that make us forget about our troubles from the workday events. Things that just flat “calm us the heck down!”

I remember really well as a kid growing up in Zion, Illinois and then later South Chicago, my dad had the same routine just about every night.

He worked very hard. Many mornings he would get up before daylight and take off for the hospitals to visit and pray with church members before they had surgery.

He would then put a full day of office work and visitation in for the church.

When he came home in the evening, it was his time to relax! Until one of the church members would call and keep him on the phone for an hour or so about something that probably could have waited till the next day.

But for the most part…he was able to do his regular routine.

After supper, my dad would go upstairs, take off his suit that he had worn all day, put on a comfortable pair of shorts and a t shirt, make his way back down the stairs to the basement, sit back in his recliner and take control of the remote for the remainder of the evening.

Sometimes he had to have a bowl of cereal or a bowl of ice cream before he went to bed. Usually a bowl of cereal.

His dad, my grandpa, would always have a bowl of ice cream every single night before bedtime.

I have my own routine. We all do.

I walk in the door, head straight for the bedroom and take off my suit. ( I am pretty sure there will be no suits or ties in Heaven. The Bible clearly speaks about no pain or suffering there!)

I put on my comfortable shorts and a t-shirt. I head downstairs, sit down in my leather recliner and take full control of the remote for the remainder of the evening!

That is my routine! “Like Father…like Son!”

My routine may vary every once in a while, but for the most part…it remains constant.

Some nights I may get called out to embalm a body. Some nights I may get a call to go meet some friends for dinner. Some nights I may head over to Pokeys for some music by the Collins Brothers Band and some cold refreshment!

But for the most part…change clothes, hit the recliner and watch a little sports or news.

A few years ago, during my separation and divorce, my dad was kind enough to let me move back in with him.

Mom, God rest her soul, was in the nursing home with dementia. I was at a hurting time in my life…and dad needed a friend.

It worked out well for both of us.

It was pretty interesting.

Two grown men coming home after work, shedding the suits from the day at the office, putting on the comfortable shorts and t-shirt and heading to the living room to watch television.

Only one thing had changed.

The remote…well…it was all mine!

Whatever your routine is…I am sure it helps you relax and gets your mind off the day’s events. At least I hope it does.

If not…try eating a bowl of ice cream before you go to bed.

It worked for “Popsie”

Until next time…..

About Mark Grissom

Mark was born on the north side of Chicago in 1964. Raised a Cubs fan by his dad, he never had a chance in life. He moved to Cleveland, Tennessee, in 1988. While he lives closer to Atlanta now, he will never be able to leave the religion of "Cubbie Nation." Baptized as a Cubs fan at the age of five, he has no choice but to live the remainder of his life here on earth in mediocrity at its best!

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